Some people would define death as the unconscious state of our bodies, others would detect it when our heartbeats come to a halt. I, however, choose to identify death by the faded glistening in our eyes while we're alive, the consistent beating of our hearts that serve no purpose, the silent state of mind. Death isn't what comes after life. Life comes after death. I, as a 'living' person, feel dead the majority of times. It's reached the extent where I firmly started believing that death itself would bring me back to life, that death would illuminate the dark soul drenched inside me. I can't quite express to you how I feel.. I relentlessly try to explain the thoughts that go through my mind each day, but words fail to comprehend me. I fail to comprehend me.
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The Rants of A Mentally Numb Teen
Cerita PendekWhenever I'm sad or down, I rant about the things that upset me the most. I decided to share some of my relatable rants here and I hope you enjoy them.
